In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

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Monday, August 21, 2017

Somebody was Sleeping?

Modern U.S. destroyers are marvels of technology, high speeds, and maneuverability....unless it's around large, lumbering cargo ships, or tankers. For some reason, they just can't avoid being broadsided by these large ships. 

Maybe it's like rabbits staring at dim headlamps and becoming mesmerized. I don't know, but whatever the reason, too many sailors are dying. 

Saturday, August 19, 2017

While Driving Evening Before Last

My wife, and I, were driving along the secluded back roads around our home. As we traveled, we noticed how many cattle were scattered in the fields along the road. With the late Summer green, and the sun low in the West, it was pleasant as we discussed our thoughts.

We talked about how too many are clueless about what it takes to feed a nation. The acreage is enormous and the dedication of ranchers, and farmers, is ignored by those that are only three days from chaos, if the food isn't produced and brought to the cities.

My brother rode out hurricane Rita in Houston due to his job. He had safe shelter, so the storm wasn't a concern, except for the cleanup. Everything went well, but his trip to a grocery store right after the storm was a sobering experience.

With everyone evacuating, the shelves were almost empty. All the aisles usually filled with what people wanted had slim pickings, if any. Those returning were forced to do without, until the shelves were filled again. It was about guaranteed, but I doubt any really thought of the problems that would have developed if they didn't.

I don't think many in the capitol, that live in the large metropolitan centers, help broadcasting on the alphabet networks, or are too young to know better, realize many of their goals, ideas, lifestyles, and agendas are alien to those that work hard to insure they have comfortable lives. They can't exist without what is brought to them, yet those they thumb their nose at can survive for the entire lives on what they know they can produce.

We live in interesting times, and maybe too many are too comfortable. For those that work hard, surviving would only be an inconvenience. For those that are completely dependent on those that produce, they're only a few days from anarchy. They should think about this, and change their attitude.



Friday, August 18, 2017

Today's Ephiphany

After watching my family shrink over the years, many people I admired greatly are now gone. Those left rarely attempt to contact me, many are batshit crazy liberals, and I realize I not only don't care for the opinion of many, some have such a bizarre view of reality, I doubt I could spend any time with them without becoming angry, or pointing out how they've succumbed to a bad case of the dumbass.

I don't know if this is normal, but it's my reality.

End of Careers

In response to the collision of the USS Fitzgerald with the ACX Crystal, the Navy will punish the commanding officer, the executive officer and the senior enlisted sailor. They will be relieved of duty and disciplined.

While there are a few theories about what happened, including a conspiracy theory the Fitzgerald was intentionally rammed, the basic fact is a U.S. warship was rammed, while underway. That's unforgivable, except in the most extreme of conditions, and those in charge will be removed from duty after such an incident.

My brother served in the Coast Guard. My father served in the Coast Guard and the Navy. I doubt either would have been sympathetic to those in charge during the collision. Of all the things that can go wrong at sea, having those in command unable to prevent a collision with all the technology now available is unforgivable; and a terrible lack of responsibility to those on board expected to trust those in charge.

Thursday, August 17, 2017

It Will Reach a Point

Most people enjoy their peace; especially when it's their daily dealing with life. That includes going to the grocery store, some errand running, personal dealings with the local government, and ferrying children to and from school.

So, with the ass clowns stirring things up, inciting riots, destroying property, and generally causing as much mayhem they can get away with, most people will reach the point they're had enough, and the reactions might not be pretty.

While the larger cities may be more tolerant of the shenanigans, smaller cities will not be tolerant, and those so inclined to cause people to fear their daily travels will find they're days of fun are over.

I don't know who funds these groups, but they're the problem, and the problem needs to be eliminated.